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Post by Tyler-182 on Apr 4, 2009 21:32:06 GMT -5
The night sky cradled the chilled thunder path. Barely any life could be heard or seen as the occasional two-leg monster roared past in a booming roar and send large gust of dust and wind flailing through the air to come to a sudden stop and gentle lay to rest.
In the shadows a small snap could be heard as something moved onto a twig snapping it. This something was SilentStripe.
There must be something. A sign. Anything. SilentStripe thought as he prowled closer to the thunderpath. The shadowclan elder was not supposed to be out at this time or this far from the safety of the camp yet he cared not for it seemed he was searching for something heavily in detail.
The black and white elder padded carefully across the area with his mouth open slightly and his sliced tongue dangling from his lower jaw in two pieces so that the scents of the area could detected with ease.
As he approached the Thunderpath more anxiously a very large monster came steaming down the path causing the ground beneath SilentStripe to shake and rumble with fierce force. Quickly crouching onto his stomach as the monster pasted SilentStripe realized there was nothing else he could find here for whatever it was he was looking for.
Raising back up and turning to leave back towards the camp SilentStripe's ears suddenly perked and then lowered against his head and his muzzle twitched. There was something near him. Something alive. Raising his muzzle towards the air he sniffed lightly and quickly. It was another Cat. SilentStripe wasn't sure what clan scent the cat carried nor did he care. If it was ShadowClan he would surely be scoulded for being out at the Thunderpath this late and far from camp. If it was an enemy clan then well... Anything goes.
SilentStripe dropped himself low knowing that the other creature felt his presence and holding his fangs gritted he awaited to see the creatures action.
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Post by Charbarboo on Apr 24, 2009 16:43:39 GMT -5
Stormcloud was just about to pounce on a frog that had strayed too close to the Thunderpath when rustling bushes scared it away. The green creature hoped away, the gray cat was just about to chase after it when Silentstripe walked out.
The dappled gray cat was barely visible in the night, expect when monsters roared pasted with their yellow light shining bright. Stormcloud was about to call out when a thought occurred to him. Elders weren't suppose to be out this late. So what was Silentstripe doing at this time of night. Sunset had pasted a while ago, now.
The ShadowClan cat quickly came to a decision and crept toward the elder.
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Post by Tyler-182 on Apr 24, 2009 17:34:18 GMT -5
SilentStripe lay still as he grinned and sniffed the air lightly coming to notice Stormclouds scent faintly over the disgusting stench of the thunderpath. The elder opened his mouth, The wretched tongue flailing out as he spoke lightly. "Hello young StormCloud."
He said nothing more; Knowing that the cat would be highly suspicious of his activity.
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Post by Alex the Steamed Rice Eater on Apr 24, 2009 20:22:59 GMT -5
Swiftfang was patrolling the land. He headed toward the burnt sycamore, when he caught the scents of Silentstripe and Stormcloud. Curious, he headed toward the scents. He was not worried about Stormcloud, as he was healthy, but Silentstripe was an elder warrior. He was frail, and weak, even though he belonged to ShadowClan.
Swiftfang found Silentstripe. "What are you doing, Silentstripe? Why are you not in the Elder's Den back at camp?"
OOC: So many 'S' names in ShadowClan. 
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Post by Charbarboo on Apr 25, 2009 20:13:29 GMT -5
Stormcloud turned his head to Swiftfang. "Greetings, Swiftfang. That's exactly what I was going to ask Silentstripe." he mewed. The tom yearned to know why the elder always seemed to be out of camp and getting into some type of trouble. Whenever I'm an elder, I'll take life easy, the tom decreed to himself. Hoping that he wouldn't turn out as... unique as Silentstripe.
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Post by Tyler-182 on Apr 26, 2009 18:49:23 GMT -5
((ooc: Please everyone remember this is a past RP due to SilentStripes current situation. So lets simply remember this is previous acts, Possibly leading to SilentStripes mental state))
SilentStripe rose to his paws and turned to face the warriors. The elder glaring to them. "I am doing what I please SwiftFang. Just because im an elder doesn't mean I don't still enjoy living my life. How would you like to stay cooped up in a den all the time?"
SilentStripes words were quick and sly; He was indeed lying yet the old cat was so skilled in the art it would be damn well near impossible to tell the difference. The dark cat licked his muzzle. Unusually enough; His tongue was only bleeding a minor bit. The ShadowClan medicine cat must of given him something to stop the bleeding from when he speaks which could also be why he spoke more clearly.
(ooc: Note I mean him speaking better. Not as in the sense of how now SS refers to himself as "Us" or "We" or by his own name "SilentStripe" (Thats due to mental state) but by pronouncing more clearly.))
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Post by Lord Pheonixfire on Apr 26, 2009 20:13:54 GMT -5
Hawkshadow followed Swiftfang through the bushes. Where had his hunting partner gone? He was emerging surprised to find Silentstripe near the Thunderpath. "What's going on here?"
(ooc: I like your elder tyler)
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Post by Tyler-182 on Apr 27, 2009 15:11:28 GMT -5
SilenStripe chuckled lightly as HawkShadow emerged from the bushes. The dark feline licked his muzzle lightly.
"Is ShadowClan sunk so low as to make an event out of bugging one of their elders?"
Laying now on his back the old cat stared at the others and yawned.
"I'm tired and my tongue hurts, So lets get on with our lives. One of you -Great- warriors take me home, I'm not sure my old mind can handle such a extreme task."
The elders sarcastic words stung like wasps, He loved every ShadowClan member, Even CrowStar though he disagreed with the clans current leadership, and was ashamed that after all his long work he had never been able to rise to a rank higher than warrior before being shoved into a smelly old elders den.
Yawning SilentStripe awaited escort home.
(ooc : Thanks Pheonix, about time we interacted together =] SilentStripe is ftw and my favorite.)
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Post by Alex the Steamed Rice Eater on Apr 27, 2009 17:24:21 GMT -5
(OOC: Sorry 'bout the he thing, and I know we're at the thunderpath, my character was simply heading toward the burnt sycamore. :-|)
"I'll get you to camp. Can you still walk alright?" Swiftfang boomed. The elder's words were always very sharp, but the warrior was unaffected.
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Post by Lord Pheonixfire on Apr 27, 2009 20:01:50 GMT -5
"I'll help," Hawkshadow said.
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Post by Tyler-182 on Apr 28, 2009 5:57:32 GMT -5
SilentStripe growled at Swiftfanf of corse I can still walk around you moron, I'm not -THAT- worthless."
The words hurt SilentStripe, once an amazing warrior who had battled and slain many enemys. Was now doubted that he could even walk.
The dark cat pushed his way past the warriors and started heading towards camp.
"Well c'mon then, wouldn't want poor old SilentStripe to get lost now would you?"
He felt sorrow sink into his heart as the wind blew lightly across the cats, He wanted nothing more than to sink his teeth into the young warriors and show he still had some worth in him.
Why had ShadowClan begun to doubt their oldest warrior and oldest living member? SilentStripes mind was racing, his emotions swaying from anger to sadness.
Staying true to his name, The tom was Silent the entire way home.
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Post by Charbarboo on Apr 28, 2009 17:58:46 GMT -5
Stormcloud shot after the elder. "I'm sure Swiftfang only wanted to make sure that you're not in too much pain, or too tired." he meowed, trying to make the elder understand. Swiftfang did nothing wrong, only trying to make sure ShadowClan's eldest cat was alright.
The gray cat examined Silentstripe. Mixed emotions shown in his eyes. "ShadowClan would be lost without you." he muttered.
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Post by Tyler-182 on Apr 28, 2009 21:05:08 GMT -5
SilentStripe smiled at Stormcloud, The first time in a long, long time this emotion had been shown.
The dark feline lapped his wicked tongue across the warriors face as he walked.
"First off, ShadowClan is already lost. Second, I fear the day ShadowClan loses me draws ever closer?"
The elder purred at the blood on the warriors face from his tongue and continued towards camp.
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Post by Charbarboo on Apr 29, 2009 17:31:42 GMT -5
"Please don't think that way, Silentstripe. Clawear and Hawkshadow's kits will want to listen to stories from you, and when they become apprentices they'll be the ones caring for you." Stormcloud muttered. The one thing he hated most was when cats gave up without even trying.
The gray tom licked his muzzle to clear away some of the blood from the elder's tongue.
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Post by Tyler-182 on May 3, 2009 14:10:18 GMT -5
SilentStripe simply smirked and moved forward without speaking anymore. The elder seemed to know more than he was saying and it made the air heavy with pity and sorrow.
He moved towards the direction of ShadowClan camp and flicked his tail for the others to follow.
(OOC: Sorry so short, Girlfriend is over and embarrassed of my typing and my nerdness.)
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